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Description
The waters fell, yet Gotham's wounds remained,
A city scarred where Riddler's havoc reigned.
Though floods receded, chaos left its mark,

And whispers rose of shadows in the dark.

Falcone's reign, once etched in blood and stone,
Did crumble swift, his kingly power gone.
In vengeance blind, the Riddler stole his breath,
And Gotham mourned a villain's grisly death.

As dawn did paint the skyline's somber hue,
One figure watched where old empires withdrew.
His eyes, like embers, held a blazing dream,
A world re-forged in cunning, ruthless scheme.

The Penguin's gaze, both avarice and ire,
Saw vacant thrones and fueled his dark desire.
His shadowed form, a silhouette of might,
Beheld a chance to rise from Gotham's night.

With scarred streets ripe for his ambitious hand,
A kingpin's plot would twist across the land.
Where Falcone fell, a ruthless force shall climb,
And Gotham's fate hangs heavy on the time.

This artwork captures a poignant moment at dawn, showcasing Gotham City's skyline in the wake of devastation. Floods and chaos have left the city scarred, with buildings partially destroyed and streets cluttered with debris. Amidst this somber scene stands the Penguin, a figure of ambition and malevolence, contemplating his rise to power over the ruins. His distinctive silhouette against the dawn light, filled with avarice and ire, symbolizes a dark turning point for Gotham. This painting vividly portrays the potential for new, albeit ominous, beginnings in the aftermath of catastrophe, embodying the resilience and perpetual cycle of struggle within the city.

Description
The waters fell, yet Gotham's wounds remained,
A city scarred where Riddler's havoc reigned.
Though floods receded, chaos left its mark,

And whispers rose of shadows in the dark.

Falcone's reign, once etched in blood and stone,
Did crumble swift, his kingly power gone.
In vengeance blind, the Riddler stole his breath,
And Gotham mourned a villain's grisly death.

As dawn did paint the skyline's somber hue,
One figure watched where old empires withdrew.
His eyes, like embers, held a blazing dream,
A world re-forged in cunning, ruthless scheme.

The Penguin's gaze, both avarice and ire,
Saw vacant thrones and fueled his dark desire.
His shadowed form, a silhouette of might,
Beheld a chance to rise from Gotham's night.

With scarred streets ripe for his ambitious hand,
A kingpin's plot would twist across the land.
Where Falcone fell, a ruthless force shall climb,
And Gotham's fate hangs heavy on the time.

This artwork captures a poignant moment at dawn, showcasing Gotham City's skyline in the wake of devastation. Floods and chaos have left the city scarred, with buildings partially destroyed and streets cluttered with debris. Amidst this somber scene stands the Penguin, a figure of ambition and malevolence, contemplating his rise to power over the ruins. His distinctive silhouette against the dawn light, filled with avarice and ire, symbolizes a dark turning point for Gotham. This painting vividly portrays the potential for new, albeit ominous, beginnings in the aftermath of catastrophe, embodying the resilience and perpetual cycle of struggle within the city.